At first

Beating..rounded.. sounds of drum..
Faintly..through the mist..
The mist that makes it's way.. through green 
Through the green that's always been 

Calling..drawing..welcoming..
Inviting ..all ..within..
Snapping..crackling..fires glow 
Fills the house...just faces show..

Gathered round..a house of friends 
At ease with they..and life 
Stories told..to young..and old 
Captured in the dance ..

Masks ..and dress..the power felt 
Beautiful..they are ..
Songs that bring your soul to sing
Without a single word 

Knowledge keepers ..down the line 
Their words hold all that's been 
Sacred..needed..necessary 
The story of this world..

Must not be lost